Novel & Cerita If You Were A Fruit You'd Be A Fineapple

"Sir, if everyone has arrived, can we leave now? I have to go to some other places for rides as well." Alex climbed the carriage first hurriedly followed by Leo. The carriage picked up speed slowly. "Do you know what these fruits are called?" Alex asked specifically to no one. "No." Vivi replied. "What is it called Alex?" Adi asked. "It's called Dew Apple." Alex informed them, picking up a fruit from the bag. "That's quite a different name." Vivi commented. "That's because Vivi dear, it's a seasonal fruit and grows just before the winter arrives." Alex said.

It was a great place to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Both settled down on the bench and opened the paper bag with many snacks inside. “Which one would you like? An Apple...green date? Orange? Peach? There's this one as well. Take whatever you want.” Faiz gave her choices to choose from. Amelia chose the small red apple and green date; the fruits were dipped in melted sugar. When she bit into the fruit, it was the sugar layer first and then the fruit, but unlike its weird combination, it was both sweet and tangy—a perfect combination and tasty.

Color of envy? Gold? Wait Gold. The Apple of Hera? Healing! I need these! I need one. If I’m greedy I’ll be punished . One gold apple is enough as it heals itself. Golden? For the fairest? It’s written on these apples. No not these, these are the apples of discord. Figs? Who are figs associated with? Oh no not figs, drunkenness and partying. Not any more. Pear? Fruit of the goddesses. Yes I need these. One for my goddess, my love, Amanda.

"D-did you not like that?" Dylan's frown gave them all the answers they needed. "But it worked for me back then." May mumbled to herself before facing Dylan again. "T-then, what fruit or scent do you like? Apples? Orange? Peaches? Right! Peaches." May clapped her hands and tried again. In less than a minute, the air got filled with the sweet scent of peaches and what May hoped was right was just another wrong decision. One that made that Dylan lose his patience.

Now that Xyla Quest knew for sure that Josh Batton was fine, there was no reason for her to stay around any longer. Xyla picked up an apple in the ward and carefully peeled it before handing it over to Josh. She had no idea that Josh detested apples the most. However, when Josh accepted the apple from her, he didn’t say anything. He took a bite from it and smiled. “It’s very sweet,” he said. “Really?” Xyla asked. “Yeah. Apple is my favorite fruit.” Josh took another bite.

She turned to the window and said, "Yeah, they were really sweet. You missed out." Truth was, they were overwhelmingly sugary with a strong artificial flavor. She felt like her tongue had been attacked. Jayson tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel. "Do you know what those fruits are called?" Ariel turned to him. "You do?" Next time, she would make sure to avoid that fruit altogether. He tilted his head and said, "They're called Dumbyr." Ariel frowned, confused. "What does that mean?" Jayson put on a song. "They say if you eat them, you'll get smarter. Looking at you now, maybe it worked."

We've been friends for so long, so I know he’ll know what this means. "This is for you," I said softly. "Maybe you can start by taking care of yourself." Rich looked at the apple and then at me. "You think a piece of fruit will fix me?" he teased. I gave a small smile despite my irritation. Should I give him a kick on the face instead?

The words came out a little too fast and I realised I was smiling, my chin lifting a bit as pride sneaked in before I could stop it. Elena paused and looked at me over her shoulder, one brow lifting. “Are you bragging right now?” I made a small laugh. “Maybe a little.” She chuckled too, shaking her head as she opened the fridge, the light spilling out and revealing the neatly arranged shelves. Everything inside was organised and carefully stocked. There were bowls of cut fruits, small containers with labels, bottles of juice and milk lined up like soldiers, and what looked like prepared meals sealed and untouched. She reached in and took out a small bowl of fruit, setting it on the counter.

She pointed at the bags full of apples. You'll eat all of it. He said. What? They're too much. She yelled, her eyes on the apples. Ever since, you started fighting to gain the King's attention, you barely eat. So, apple is the best fruit for you right now. He said and she turned quickly. King's attention? She asked and he nodded. Yes,I know that. You once loved the King. He chipped. I once? She asked again. Yes, you once or do you still love him? He asked, his eyes searching hers.

It is simply beautiful… “Cherry , you can’t only eat cherries you have to eat your oats and apples too , if you want to be healthy” I hear a man scold – well attempt to scold. His voice was so gentle , that even if he did intend to scold it sounded as if he was doing it out of love.